Eric Bachmann is, at present, homeless. Not homeless in the penniless, street-scavenging sense of the word, but more in a nomadic sort of way. However, he's not come into this condition by choice. "I need to find a place to live here soon," Bachmann says from a roadside phone in Phoenix. "(I've got) no permanent residence now. My stuff is at a friend's house in Atlanta. I don't have much stuff, though. It all fits in the back of my truck -- CDs and clothes. This used to be really romantic and wonderful, and now it's very disorienting."

After finding a home in the underground and turning the indie-guitar rock world upside down, fronting Chapel Hill's college-rock darlings Archers of Loaf for much of the '90s, Bachmann and his bandmates became tired. Tired of playing the same songs over and over and being on tour for months of the year without hope of a simple lifestyle back home. So the beloved Archers called it quits. There was no bad blood, it was simply necessary.

"It was an amicable thing," says Bachmann. "We still get along as people. We were just sick of doing it. We were a band for about eight years, so we felt it had run its course. We all still get along, so who knows? But I'm pretty sure that everyone else has their own thing going on."